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"You told me not to."
Bending down to reach her thighs, I ran my hands under her skirt and lifted it to her waist, exposing her naked pussy. "Oh fuck, Coconut. You've been sitting over there with no panties on?"
"And watching you."
"You better be watching me," I teased. "I'm putting on a clinic out there, hoping you find my fancy footwork sexy."
"Everything you do is sexy."
I blushed a little, and for the first time since we had met, I could tell she saw the chink in my cocky armor. With everything we had woven between us, fighting to keep us apart, it was nice to hear the reassurance that we weren't defined by those issues. In the end, she and I were two people who met and wanted each other, just like I had told her before.
"It better be me," I snapped at her playfully.
"Are you insecure?" She teased me back the way I loved, grabbing my cock through my shorts. She always tossed the challenge I put between us back into my face, making me want her even more.
"I'm a little jealous," I admitted. "I've been making it my mission to make you forget him. But he's always around. Always a part of everything."
"He's not here now," she made a show of looking around at the empty corridor and maintenance equipment, then grabbed my chin. "And he's not the one I blindly followed behind a wall."
"Do you wish he was here?"
"Kinda," she shrugged, which almost felt like a slap in the face. How fucked up was I that I wanted her to actually slap me? Or that my biggest turn-on was bringing her ex into our intimacy? How perfect was she that she fed into that need without me having to explain myself or feel bad for it? "I wish he was watching what you do to me. How you make me feel. I wish he saw how easy it is to make me come when you know what you're doing."
Oh fuck. She wasn't just humoring me; she was better at it than I could ever be.
Pushing my shorts out of the way, I lifted her up and aligned myself to her core. Once I was inside her, I couldn't stop moving, being controlled by my need to possess her and claim her. For just a minute, I let myself envision Hunter walking around the corner of the wall and seeing us.
There wouldn't be a doubt in his mind that she belonged to me now. In fact, if he had a decent bone in his body, he would see how good I made her feel and back off. He would know he could never give her what I have been giving her, and he'd understand that any attempts at blackmail or revenge would be futile.
"I'm jealous," I admitted again, still thrusting into her as her moans got louder. "I hate he ever had you. I hate that he thinks he can take you away. And I hate that I'm still so unsure of how you feel about him."
She was chanting my name, her eyes wide open, her nose scrunching up from the pleasure she was trying to control. But it snapped right there as I watched her, and at the same time, her eyes glassed over, I felt her squeezing me as she came.
"Fuck," I whispered, then let go, loving that my cum would be running down her leg all day because she wasn't wearing anything to catch it.
Around the corner, I heard the guys coming back to the field, warming up for the other half of our scrimmage. Rhys knew where I was. I may not have told him, but he knew, and I hoped he distracted everyone from wondering.
Despite the heat, I felt a chill take over my body when I pulled away from Tatum. Her skirt fell back into place, and she straightened it while also rubbing her thighs together. I couldn't help the satisfied smirk I gave her, knowing she was trying to stop my cum from running past her skirt.
"Just to be clear," she said as she started walking toward me. "I know exactly who's fucking me when we are together. You're all I think about."
That was real. No stories, no games. I could feel it all over me as she stared into my eyes.
Taking her hand, I led her to a back door that the grounds crew used to access the back of the stadium. We walked hand in hand down the long hallway, stopping once we were next to the women's restroom.
"Clean up," I whispered, then pointed to another door. "That leads back to the main tunnel."
"Okay," she whispered. "I…"
She stopped and sighed, letting go of whatever she wanted to say. If I'd had time, I would have pressed her to say whatever she needed to say, but I knew the guys were probably waiting for me to get back to start playing again.
"I'm gonna surf after practice, but I'll call you when I get home."
She finally smiled and nodded, looking relaxed again. Kissing her cheek, I left through the door I had pointed out and crossed to the locker room.
Grabbing a fresh shirt, I went to the field and acted like nothing had happened. But Rhys was smirking, Cruz was laughing, and Hunter looked like he was ready to release that picture of me all over the internet.
But I didn't care. Fuck him.
